May you be well.

I've had quite a few stories with this woman. We met again recently. We've known each other for years, and we've slept together many times. There's a lot to say about us, and I finally had some free time recently, so I thought I'd write it down. Let's call her Z. She's 166cm tall,
weighs around 95kg, quite slim, and I'd rate her looks an 80/10—not bad-looking. Her breasts are small; I always tease her that they haven't gotten bigger despite squeezing them so many times.
I hadn't been in contact with Z for a long time, but then we suddenly started chatting again on WeChat. It was almost her birthday, and I asked her what she wanted for a gift. She said she wanted a kiss, and that we could talk about where to kiss when we met. A
few days later, she suddenly asked if I was free for the weekend, saying that we hadn't had enough fun on our previous trip and wanted to go again. I had recently experienced anal sex with another girl, and I wanted to try it on her too
.
Her flight was on Friday night, so I waited for her at the airport early. When we met, we hugged like long-lost friends, had a simple meal at the airport, and went back to the hotel. After not seeing each other for so many years, we reflected on the impermanence of life. Everyone
has their own path in life, and no one stops for anyone. Before you know it, you're at a crossroads. Wandering through the dazzling lights of the coastal city, it's easy to get lost in endless desires. Z said she wanted to see the stars,
saying she hadn't seen the city's night sky for years. Z suddenly asked, "Don't you want to know where I want you to kiss me?" Saying I didn't want to would be a lie; I actually guessed where, but I wanted Z to say it herself. Was it expectation, fear, or desire? I couldn't tell. Turning back to look at her, her fiery red lips reflected Z's bold and passionate nature. Her once waist-length hair was now shoulder-length, yet she still looked innocent. I was momentarily stunned. I said, "Yes, I do." Z looked back out the window, "I'll tell you when we get back."
We booked a local seaside hotel. Maybe I'd watched too many domestic videos, but I wanted to penetrate her through the window. The coastal city was sweltering in the summer. When we arrived at the hotel, she said she felt sticky and needed to shower first, telling me not to sneak into the bathroom.
I smoked a cigarette, not in a hurry, thinking, "Still pretending?" When I came out of the shower, Z was on the bed looking at me, her eyes filled with desire. I sat on the edge of the bed and said I wanted to know the answer. Z got up and hugged me from behind, saying she wanted me to kiss her breasts. Turns out I was wrong. Z was wearing black stockings and a camisole; she took off one strap herself, revealing her meager nipples. I've been with many girls over the years, all kinds of breast shapes, big and small. I don't know how to moan like the women in those movies; I just suckle and tease with my tongue, occasionally taking a few sucks, then focusing on playing with her nipples. Z seemed quite aroused, holding my hair from behind. I didn't hold back and sucked hard a few times. She seemed to be aggrieved and cried out in a low voice. I looked up and said I liked to suck hard. Z said, "You weren't like this before." I pulled aside the other half of Z's camisole, touched her breasts, and looked at her with a wicked smile. Z said in a mosquito's buzz, "If you like it, then suck. How can I refuse a beautiful woman's invitation?" Z moaned softly, seemingly tender yet painful. After sucking her breasts, we embraced and kissed, our passion ignited. We lay on the bed, panting. I said, "Do you remember you owe me a kiss?" Z said she remembered, and that I could kiss her anywhere I wanted. I kissed Z's lips, grabbed her hand, and pressed my penis down. Z rolled her eyes and said, "You just know how to bully me." Actually, I'd given her oral sex a few times and swallowed her semen. Women are just so dramatic, aren't they? Z asked if I should kneel or lie down. I said, "You lie down, I'll do it myself," and straddled her head. My penis kept swaying, teasing her. Z lifted her head and took it in her mouth, obediently swallowing and spitting it out, even occasionally doing deep throat. Maybe she was tired, Z said, "Are you satisfied now?" Of course, I wasn't going to let her go so easily; I wasn't going to pass up meat that was offered to me. I thrust my hips forward, like I was fucking a slut's pussy, and after a while, my penis pressed against the back of Z's throat. Z's mouth was wide open, and the whole thing was inside, the base of my penis pressed against Z's face for a good ten seconds. After a few rounds, Z probably couldn't take it anymore and let go. I made Z lie face down on the bed with her buttocks raised, and played with her pussy from behind. Z wasn't wearing underwear. I'd had her pussy so many times, I was very familiar with it. Z couldn't resist, so I put my fingers in. Before, two fingers were tight, but this time I put in three. I also played with her anus. Z kept saying she couldn't take it anymore and wanted more. I told her to beg me. Z knew my fetish, so she cooperated and begged me to hurry up and come in. I told Z to lie flat and asked if she wanted a condom. Z said no, she had brought her own pills. This little slut had already prepared. What a waste of the several boxes of hyaluronic acid condoms I brought. She used these condoms with another girl before, and they felt pretty good. It had been a long time since I'd done it, so I couldn't find the opening. It took several tries before I could get in. Z let out a deep groan, and I held her and slowly made piston-like movements. Z was also aroused and wanted to hurry. He braced himself on the bed, lifted her buttocks, and thrust hard. Suddenly, he thrust in as deep as possible. Z said, "You're so naughty." Encouraged, he maintained the rhythm. Z kept moaning loudly, but didn't say anything suggestive. This position got a bit tiring after a while, so he slowed down and put the fingers that had been inside her vagina into her tongue. Z always liked to hold her while doing it, so he held her and did it for a while, kissing as he went. After about ten minutes, he started to feel something, so he had Z lie on the bed, preparing for doggy style, and also to rest for a bit. He kept holding her hands and thrusting hard, and Z moaned louder and louder. After a while, he ejaculated inside her. The two of them held each other and rested, panting. Z turned her head and kissed me, saying it felt good, that she hadn't felt good in a long time. After a while, Z said she was going to take a shower, but I was too lazy to move.
I went into the bathroom and found Z squatting on the floor, picking at her penis. I went over and put my penis in her mouth. She complained that I was bullying her before she had even showered. I laughed and said, "Little brother, haven't you had enough yet?" We took a shower together, lathering up and washing. After working for several years, my irregular lifestyle and lack of exercise had taken a toll on my physique. I usually needed a long rest after sex to get an erection again, but today I recovered quickly. While I was scrubbing her back, I penetrated her. I'm quite tall, so standing for this was always tiring. After a while, Z couldn't stand anymore, so we went to the sink. I continued from behind, and Z, holding onto the sink, endured my advances. Eventually, she was completely submerged in the sink, unable to stand, moaning loudly, repeatedly saying it was too big and too thick, she couldn't take it. The second time, I didn't feel the urge to ejaculate. The thrusting was frequent and forceful, lasting about twenty minutes. I couldn't stand anymore either; I was too tired. It had been a long time since I'd had such intense activity. Later, I felt the urge to ejaculate, and I said I wanted to ejaculate on her face. Z said no, and asked if I could ejaculate in her mouth instead. I refused, saying I absolutely had to ejaculate on her face tonight. I'd given Z oral sex many times before, but never facial ejaculation. If I didn't ejaculate on her face today, I didn't know if I'd ever have the chance again. I pulled out my penis, and Z obediently knelt on the floor, stroking my penis with both hands. Just before I was about to ejaculate, I grabbed Z's head and masturbated, ejaculating on her face and then smearing some on her back, some on her hair, and a little in her eyes. I put my penis in Z's mouth, and she obediently cleaned herself. While cleaning, Z kept complaining, saying she just wanted to take a nice shower but I ruined it for her, you beast. Haha, how could I not be a beast? After Z finished washing her hair, she was wearing a towel, and I helped her blow-dry it in the bathroom. Z said she loved this feeling and wished it could be like this every day. I didn't know how to respond.
I put on my underwear, and Z lay naked on the bed. We hugged and chatted on our phones. I couldn't sleep at all; my mind was in turmoil. I knew this was just a sudden moment of ecstasy, and we would be separated again. Whether we would see each other again depended on fate. I reached down and slowly stroked Z's vulva, playing with her labia, and whispered in her ear that I wanted to fuck her by the window. Z said it wasn't good, but I said we were on the 20th floor, and the sea was right across the street, so it was okay. Z suddenly turned to me and asked, "You've been with a lot of girls these past few years, haven't you? Now you know so much." I didn't answer but asked back, "And what about you?" Z said softly, "The last time was with you, do you believe me?" I remained silent. What could I possibly have done to deserve this kind of love? But love isn't reality. Z got up and walked to the window, hugging me from behind. Looking at the cruise ships and cargo ships anchored on the sea, I wondered if the people on board also had stories, if they all had someone they missed.
I nestled against Z's neck, slowly exploring. Z said, "Wait a minute," and turned to get something from his bag. I asked, "What are you doing?" Z said, "Didn't you like it when I put on dark red lipstick and gave you oral sex?" I didn't expect Z to remember this, and I'd forgotten I'd said it. Z, still wearing lipstick, squatted down and slowly pulled down my underwear. His red lips gently touched my penis, like eating an ice cream cone, slowly savoring it. He looked up at me, his tongue still circling the glans, and I was instantly captivated. I don't know if it was because it was the third time or because of my mood, but I felt bored halfway through and didn't feel much. My genitals were dry, and I felt it was pointless, like I was just completing a task. So I stopped halfway. Afterwards, I washed up and cuddled up to sleep. I didn't finish the third time.
The next morning when I woke up, Z stared at me and said, "You look so cute when you sleep." Then Z climbed into the covers and took my penis in her mouth. I closed my eyes and enjoyed Z's service. We did it once that morning. I really like it when girls are on their stomachs and I do it from behind. Z is quite thin, and her butt isn't very perky, but she actively stuck it out, and her S-shaped figure was quite nice. I ejaculated inside Z again later. During
the day, I took Z to the local scenic spots to make up for her regret and to eat some local snacks. I told Z I wanted to anally penetrate her, but Z said no, she'd never tried it before and was too scared. I said she was my mentor, and I should go all the way. I couldn't resist, so I whispered that I'd go buy some lubricant. It was a pleasant surprise. I'd tried it a few times before, and this time it was just a casual mention. Last time, the anal penetration was arranged by someone, and the woman had been cleaned up beforehand, so it was easy to penetrate. Neither Z nor I had any experience, so on the way to buy lubricant, I even searched online and went to forums to find experience sharing about anal penetration. I applied some lubricant while showering that night. She came out wearing a thong and stockings. After some foreplay, I tore open her stockings and we started. Halfway through, I pulled out and said, "Let's try it." Z understood and stuck her butt out, burying her head in the pillow like an ostrich. But I couldn't penetrate her, and Z kept crying in pain, so we gave up.
The third day, Z didn't want to go out, so we did it twice more at the hotel. Her flight was that night. Before she went through security, she hugged me and cried, saying I could come to her anytime if I wanted.
Tomorrow is uncertain. May you be well.

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